Haven’t Even Met You Yet

[Verse 1]
I know your laugh from the way you text
I know your heart from the things you’ve said
You’re a thousand miles
From my front door
But you’re right here
In my head
I fall asleep with your name half-spoken
Phone light fading on my chest
Funny how a love
Can feel this open
When our hands
Ain’t even met
[Chorus]
I love you more than the miles between
More than the lines on this little screen
You’re my someday house
My porch swing dream
My worn-out jeans and Sunday best
You’re every prayer I ain’t prayed yet
You mean the world
And we haven’t even met
[Verse 2]
You talk ‘bout kids and a beat-up truck
Like you’re drawing out our life
I can see us there
In the kitchen light
Bare feet, tired
But alright
I catch my breath when your name comes up
Like you just walked through my door
If this is “almost”
If this is waiting
What’s it gonna be
When it’s you on my floor?
[Chorus]
I love you more than the miles between
More than the lines on this little screen
You’re my someday house
My porch swing dream
My worn-out jeans and Sunday best
You’re every prayer I ain’t prayed yet
You mean the world
And we haven’t even met
[Bridge]
Maybe I’m crazy
Maybe it’s true
But every road I took
Was leading here to you
When I finally feel your heartbeat
Through your chest against my head
I’ll say, “Baby, I already loved you
Back when we hadn’t even met” (oh)
[Chorus]
I love you more than the miles between
More than the lines on this little screen
You’re my someday house
My porch swing dream
My worn-out jeans and Sunday best
You’re every prayer I ain’t prayed yet
You mean the world
Yeah, you’re my world
And we haven’t even met

country, Warm modern country ballad with female vocals, gentle acoustic guitar and brushed snare. Intimate first verse, then a lift into a wide, harmony-filled chorus. Subtle pedal steel swells and soft piano under the hook; final chorus adds stacked ad-libs and a small key lift for a heartfelt studio-ready finish.